Chapter 41 is a confession, intertwined breaths
Love the house and love the dog.
With her head lowered, her hair covered the eyes of the boy outside the house, and there was a happy smile at the corner of her lips, but - the clear and sparkling expression called emotion flowed down her cheeks and gathered at her jaw.
——Click.
The sound was so small that it couldn't be any smaller, not even as loud as the sound of someone walking lightly on tiptoe, but the black-haired girl suddenly looked towards the door behind Oda Sakunosuke.
Light footsteps were heard and Dazai Osamu appeared at the door.
He looked at the girl in a funny way, as if he had been tricked. "Saana told me she was going home to sleep, but you're here to help Oda?"
Without waiting for Kotori Hayato to respond, his expression softened as he looked at Odasakunosuke, who had been standing quietly by the side. "Hasn't Odasaku always wanted to leave the Port Mafia and become a novelist? You can leave now."
Oda Sakunosuke was deeply shocked by the boy's words.
He already understood that he had fallen into the trap set by the leader, but - the young man in front of him actually said that he could leave the Port Mafia.
Oda Sakunosuke felt that Dazai Osamu had paid a price, and he was eager to know: "Dazai..."
"It's over now, Odasaku." Dazai Osamu interrupted his friend's question, lowering his eyelids to hide the emotion in his eyes, and gently repeated, "It's all over."
"Now all you have to do is choose to leave."
…
Sitting in the car on the way back, Hayana Takanashi looked at the sea view passing quickly outside the window without saying a word.
Suddenly, her hand on her leg was tentatively touched by a little finger. Seeing that she did not react, the little finger carefully hooked her hand.
"Saana, I'm sorry." Dazai Osamu suddenly apologized.
Startled by his sudden apology, Hayana Kotori turned around and looked at the boy beside her, wondering, "Why are you apologizing?"
She thought she was the one who should apologize.
Dazai must have heard what she said to Oda Sakunosuke.
She also wondered if the sound she heard was Dazai's tears as he was torn between his two best friends.
This was also the reason why she was nervous on the way back.
But I didn't expect that Dazai would actually say an apology.
"I used Hayana to solve this problem." The boy's smile was forced, but he couldn't help but purse it. His voice dropped. "Hayasana has the ability to deal with Mimic, but I didn't tell you directly. Instead, I secretly hinted at you, using your power to solve the problem and disobeying Mr. Mori's orders."
"I'm just using Hayana for all of this."
Hayana Takanashi looked at Dazai Osamu in silence.
Meeting those calm dark eyes, which had lost the cheerful warmth they used to show him, Dazai felt a bitterness in his heart as if a piece of cake had been dug out. He slowly withdrew the little finger that had been hooked on the girl's finger.
He grabbed Dazai Osamu's hand that was withdrawn, and in the boy's wide-open eyes, the black-haired girl's face, which was looking towards him in confusion, was reflected.
She curled her fingers and gave him a smack on the head.
His tone was puzzled. "If it's just something like this, why are you apologizing?"
"Are you stupid?"
Dazai Osamu stared at her blankly.
Hayana Kotori couldn't understand: "Isn't our role to rely on each other? If someone else, or someone I don't know or have a superficial relationship with, took advantage of me, I would definitely get angry and retaliate."
"But we're different, aren't we? If there's a difficulty that can't be expressed directly, then giving subtle reminders is perfectly normal in my opinion."
If important people who can be considered as family members are not special, why are they called important?
Double standards can best reflect the different weights that important people hold in our hearts.
Therefore, Hayana Takanashi has never been shy about her double standards.
"Instead of being angry or anything—I'm just glad I could help you."
"Well, it's just... I mean, if it can make you happy, then it would be great. That's about it."
After saying that, she turned her face away embarrassedly.
She was not used to expressing herself this way.
But if the other person is Dazai Osamu, and if he is not analyzed clearly and put in front of him, he will always feel uncertainty deep in his heart.
While being obsessed with oneself, one will also keep doing things to test the bottom line.
However, if he has no bottom line, no matter how much you test him, you will never find the bottom.
You will only fall into endless entanglement, confusion and temptation.
"Ugh! Hayana!"
She was hugged in someone's arms, and felt the crazy beating heart. She felt the warmth of the man's body, which was not big but strong. Her hair was ruffled but she was still being hugged tightly. Hayana Takanashi was stunned for a moment.
Although it’s not like they haven’t been arm in arm before.
But this is too enthusiastic, right?!
"Hey! Your hair is messed up! Wait a minute... If you do that again I'll beat you up... Ugh!"
Suddenly, his head was held by his hands and buried in his chest, and Dazai Osamu's movements suddenly became quiet.
He held the girl in his arms tightly, not letting up even a little bit.
Dazai Osamu calmed down, but Hayana Takanashi was a little at a loss.
Want to...punch him?
I always feel that the atmosphere is a little inappropriate.
"Thank you, Hayana." After a long time, the young man said this in a low and hoarse voice.
His eyes, which were always dark and gloomy when he looked at people, were now filled with soft watery light.
I don't want to leave, I really don't want to leave.
He wanted Hayana Kotori to notice it, but he also didn't want her to notice it. With such a tangled and painful heart, he could only reveal his true emotions now when she couldn't see.
Hayana Takanashi loosened her grip on Dazai Osamu's shoulders, and the rapidly beating heart in her warm chest began to stabilize, beating quietly in her ears as clearly and rhythmically as a drum.
I originally thought that Dazai Osamu was busy with something, but it turned out that he was just moved.
She raised her hand and patted the boy's shoulder: "No need to thank me."
…
After returning to the Port Mafia, Hayana Kotori thought she would be punished for attacking Mimic privately, which violated the leader's orders, but she didn't expect the leader to say anything.
Mori Ogai, who was sitting behind his desk, was shrouded in gloom. He simply said elegantly, "You did a good job."
"It's over now, go back."
Hayana Kotori felt something was wrong with the leader's gentle attitude.
But if you think about it carefully, you can't imagine where else the leader can cause trouble.
When Oda Sakunosuke left the Port Mafia, he contacted Hayana Takanashi and wanted to meet with her privately.
On the rooftop of the hotel building, when Hayana Kotori arrived, Oda Sakunosuke stood on the edge and waited for a long time.
"Thank you." The man in the sand-colored windbreaker glanced sideways at the girl who had approached him. His expression remained calm and expressionless, but his voice was much warmer than before. "Whatever your reason, you saved the children. When I arrived, Saku and the others told me to express my gratitude to you."
"Besides, I have a feeling that what you said then was not true."
"It's just a deliberate threat."
"It's all in the past." Not good at getting along with such a serious, serious, and serious person, Hayato Hayato said with a straight face, "I already said I don't like people like you, so why are you still looking for me?"
It was true that she disliked his indifferent attitude towards Dazai Osamu, it was true that she admired his strength and kindness, and it was also true that she was not good at getting along with him.
She just felt awkward everywhere now.
"I've finally understood the purpose of my existence in the boss's scheme," Oda Sakunosuke said, his blue eyes sharpening. "The boss wants to use me to drive Dazai out of the Port Mafia."
"He didn't mean to hurt Dazai, but he didn't want him to stay here anymore."
Hayana Kotori's voice was cold: "I know."
"No one can force Dazai to do anything he doesn't want to do."
In the world of the mafia, camaraderie may seem ridiculous to some people, but in her eyes, camaraderie is very important.
Realizing something, Oda Sakunosuke frowned: "You..."
He couldn't say it.
The moment the young woman in charge of the fighting faction finished speaking, he sensed a faint murderous intent from her.
It was a faint, yet unexpectedly terrifying, real aura.
"Seriously?" he asked.
Hayana Kotori asked, "People who have reached our level have status, power, and money. So, guess what we value most?"
"If you can't protect the people you want to protect at this altitude, you're no different from trash."
Great power is used to protect.
Any existence that you don’t want to lose, any existence that you don’t want to see suffer, should be protected with all your strength, rather than just watching its pain and confusion coldly.
Meeting such a pure person for the first time, Oda Sakunosuke thought: "Where are your family members?"
Speaking of her family, a tenderness appeared in Kotori Hayato's eyes. She smiled and said, "If they knew that I watched my friend being persecuted and did nothing, not only my mother, but even my good-tempered grandfather would pick up a feather duster and beat me."
If you make grandpa angry, he will be much scarier than firecracker mom.
Anyway, the leader has always made it clear that Zhong Ye is suitable to be the next successor to the leader of the Port Mafia.
Well, if she is pushed to the point of no return, since her office is right below the chief's office, there's no telling what she might do in response to the pressure.
Dazai, Chuuya and her.
When they have both brainpower and brawn, clearing out the excess brainpower is the key to keeping the three of them in the Port Mafia.
Oda Sakunosuke left.
His back looked quite lonely as he left. Before leaving, he regretted his previous indifference to Dazai Osamu's life, and he was also lucky that Dazai Osamu met someone who chose him so firmly.
In response, Hayana Kotori simply said, "You're so long-winded."
“What’s important in life is not regretting the past, but the future.”
There is no use in regretting. Compensation and future choices are the most practical.
"Don't tell me you regret it. I'm not Dazai."
"Yeah, I know." Oda Sakunosuke's eyes warmed up.
…
After receiving Dazai Osamu's call for help, when Hayana Takanashi arrived, the other party was floating in the river with his legs facing upwards.
She squatted down, picked up a small stone and threw it over.
The pebble hit the boy's leather shoes that were sticking out of the river, startling a large number of crows that perched on his legs as if they were branches.
Dazai Osamu trembled his toes twice and emerged from the river, his wet hair sticking to his face, breathing heavily.
Seeing the girl standing on the shore, he excitedly raised his hand and greeted her: "Yo~ Hayana!"
For some reason, Dazai Osamu started committing suicide frequently again, almost out of greed, enjoying the moment when the girl came to save him.
"I'm so happy." He said.
The smile on his face was pale and sickly.
Hayana Takanashi couldn't figure it out, so she called Nakahara Chuuya to ask him. The answer she got was that it was just Dazai's lack of love and it was okay to ignore it.
"Lack of love?" Hayana Kotori wondered, "He wants to get love from me?"
"I don't look like the kind of person who would love someone, do I?"
There was silence on the other end of the line for more than ten seconds, and then Nakahara Chuuya's voice lowered: "Don't underestimate yourself. Hayana is not someone who doesn't know how to love."
"On the contrary, your efforts have always been outstanding."
Hayana Kotori: “???”
Not only Dazai was puzzled, but Chuuya also felt puzzled.
After hanging up the phone, Hayana Kotori looked at Dazai Osamu who was hanging himself with a hemp rope in her office.
He no longer called, but was right in front of her, waiting for her to save him.
"Have you been stimulated by anything recently?" asked Hayana Takanashi.
Standing on the chair, holding the hemp rope, the boy's face was clear and moist, with a small blush of anticipation on his face: "I just think that the way Hayana saved me is so charming~"
Hayana Takanashi: "..."
She was helpless: "Aren't you afraid that I'll be too late to save you? Are you really going to report to Sanzu River?"
"I believe in Hayana."
Dazai Osamu really thought about this: "If I really go to Sanzu River, I like Hayana. I want to tell you now so that you know."
"Oh." Hayana Takanashi nodded.
The next second, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at the boy holding the hemp rope: "What did you say?!"
Dazai said he likes...
"I like it." The tall and slender boy got down from the chair and walked to the desk without wearing a coat. He placed his hands on it, his iris-colored eyes moist and gentle. "I like Hayana."
Even though the girl didn't ask, he answered without hesitation, "If you ask how much I like you, it's the most intense kind. I'd do anything for you. It's a passionate feeling that can be called love."
Completely stunned by the opponent's unexpected confession, Hayato Nakatani stared blankly at him leaning over, with his eyes right in front of her.
I can’t describe the feeling in my heart.
Besides the greatest shock, there seemed to be other fleeting emotions.
If I try to find out more, I won't be able to make any conclusion.
The hand holding the pen was grabbed by the boy's hand, and the pen fell on the table and rolled to the ground. The room, which was actually cool, suddenly became sticky and hot.
Her slender white hand was grabbed by his ear, pinching the protruding white and pulling gently.
The snow-white bandage wrapped around the boy's right eye suddenly spread out.
The clear and handsome face was fully displayed before my eyes.
The distance was so close that even the color difference between his face, which was pale due to the bandages and his normal skin color, could be clearly seen.
His expression was serious, and the affection in his eyes could not be faked.
The face that slowly approached became more and more captivating.
The eyes that are about to overflow with warmth make people fall into them and unable to look away.
Until the boy's handsome face was getting closer and closer, so close that her nose was almost touching his.
Breathing intertwined, eyelids drooped to cover the gentle water color in the eyes, and the moment before lips touched lips -
piaji——
The girl placed her fair hands on the boy's face.
"Hey, don't try to seduce me with your words. Just say it clearly," she said.
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